Frank Sinatra
Come Back To Me
Hear my voice, where you are, take a train, steal a car
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me
Catch a flame, catch a breeze, on your hand, on your knees
Swim up high, only please come on back to me
On a mule, in a jet, with your hair in a net
In a shower wet, I don抰 care
This is where you should be, from the hills to the shore
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
Come back to me
Musical interlude
Blast your hide, you recall, must I fight City hall
Here and now, damn it all, come on back to me
Where on earth must I be, still I yell till I抦 blue
In control then when you come on back to me
Have you gone to the moon, or the corner saloon
And to crack and to croon, madamselle, where in hell can you be?
In a crate, in a trunk, on a horse, on a junk
In a road or a van, wrapped in mink or saran
Anyway that you can, came back to me
Come back to me, come back to me, come back
Come back to me, me!